Monday, March 27, 2006

My first night.

Tonight was my first night bartending at the Coyote Cantina and I have alreday seen too much. I was only there for about six hours, made decent tips, and was sent home early since it was so slow. Yesssss.

Let's start with my first customers... two guys, one my age and the other a couple years younger. I find out through casual conversation that the younger works at a golf course here in Ruidoso, and the other one is from Hobbs. They have a couple of shots, a couple of beers, and are convinced I am going to go out with them on a Monday night. The older one called his own dad and had me talk to "Pops", told me he was in love with me, and decided it would be a good idea for me to help him market XXXL Speedos in Greece.

Well, after they pay their tab, the younger one is talking to my manager about something. I'm thinking they're going to mess with me some more, since they'd been giving me a hard time, anyways. But they leave without another ornery word. Afterwards, I find out that the younger one is the grandson of a very, very, very wealthy and well-known New Mexico businessman. He also offered my manager $40 to let me off of work early... so now I'm being pimped.

The other interesting customers were a woman (about 55-ish, a little cracked-out looking), her manfriend (about 40-ish with a quasi-mullet), and a chick I assume was the woman's daughter because they kinda looked alike (*shudder*). The older woman is WASTED and pretty much dancing in her barstool to Shakira and singing along with some Gwen Stefani song I'd never heard before. I served them a beer and then walked away because I knew I wouldn't serve them again. I busied myself cleaning, etc. and looked over at them later, only to see the woman making licky tonguey motions at the manfriend... I am forever scarred for life. I also heard the older woman saying something about going home and turning on the "black lights."

Thankfully I did not have to wear the Chippenhell's uniform, but rather my own uniform: jeans and a black top (Amanda knows about the uniform). The black top being a Coyote Cantina tank. This whole deal could prove extrememly entertaining (for me, anyways). I wonder what will happen tomorrow...

Wheels, I just want to tell you I am excited and honored to join you on this new journey in your life! I await the many fascinating bar stories that are to come! And...I really think you are worth more than $40.00!! When do you get the extra cool uniform??

Wheels, I so enjoy hearing about your coyote cantina adventures and all of the other stuff on the blog- especially about the whole alpha male thing. My dog has the same disorder (for lack of a better word). I am planning on using the various restraints that you so kindly shared on him. Hopefully it will help.